IC: SR4-First Run, Food Fight! Options

[Slacker]

It is yet another dreary day in the streets of Seattle. Dark clouds obscure the night sky and drench all who dare to step outside, sprawl ganger and high society socialite alike, with a downpour of ice cold rain.

It's been a little while since the team's last run and you have been out working the local shadow haunts trying to drum up a little business. You were able to find a couple of leads on jobs, but nothing definite and now you've got the munchies.

And we all know that when the pangs hit, there's only one place to go (especially when the sun rises in about an hour) to find yourself some chow. It's the place everyone loves to hate, Stuffer Shack.

As you arrive you are welcomed by the bright fluorescent glow that emanates from within. Looks like it is rather busy for this time of night with at least half a dozen cars and vans, a pair of bikes and an electro-scoot all sitting in the parking lot.

Just as everyone is about to head inside, one of them stops and seems to start talking to himself. It doesn't take much to realize that he just got an incoming call on his commlink, and from the look on his face it's apparent that it's not one he is particularly enjoying. Seeing the rest of group waiting for him, he waves them on inside. While he continues the conversation in private outside.